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Swallowed

by Brok3nGirl

I never could have guessed it, that addiction would swollow me. This rabbit hole I've fallen down, is so damn dark now I can't see. I want help. I know that I do, I make myself sick because, addiction made them take my kids. Yet still I sit alone, getting high all by myself. Looking at my future, now placed high upon a shelf.   I can no longer reach it, it's getting higher up the wall. Or maybe it isn't the shelf that moved, perhaps its I that began to fall? This addiction keeps pulling me down, I sink deeper every minute. I wish I knew how to climb back out, I wish I wasn't lost in it. I wish I'd never started down, the path that lead me here. But who is it I would be now, without the past 6 years? Id be a different person. Clean? maybe or maybe not. But the past 7 years have changed me, I for sure have learned alot.
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Brok3nGirl
29 / F / Vancouver BC
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Written by
Brok3nGirl
29 / F / Vancouver BC
Published
Nov 3, 2023
Time
2m
Tags
#addiction#pain#hope#sufferings#loss
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